I apologize in advance for how scattered this entry will probably sound.
My dad's funeral was yesterday and his wake was on Tuesday. I spoke at the wake but not really because I wanted to but because my brother wanted to but couldn't get through what he wanted to say without crying. My mom went up to try to comfort my brother and she ended up speaking then one of my great aunts persuaded me to go up and speak as well so I did and it was pretty much dumb ramblings but this is what you get from me when I don't know what to say.
He looked really nice. My mom, my grandma, and I went to his appartment to find a suit for him to wear and found a really nice gray one. It went well with the baby blue casket he was buried in.
That sounds so much more insensitive than I intended.
The funeral was very lovely. Bri came even though she didn't know the guy or hadn't met him at all. It was very nice of her to be there and shows what a wonderful friend she is. I mean it's not like I was expecting all my friends to be there because none of them knew him except for Tim who only met him once while we were dating. In fact, I think even before he got sick I didn't introduce many of my friends to him. I can't remember if it was because he was never home, I never had people over, or I didn't want him to scare them. I think it was a combination of the three.
I cashed one of the checks I've been keeping to go to the mall with Bri and Jill after the funeral. It really was one of those "Do not touch in case of emergency" type things. I don't know why, but after everything that went on shopping seemed like a really good idea. I bought a Tiger Army tshirt from Hot Topic, two pairs of pajama pants and a shirt from Victoria's Secret (for anyone interested, they're having their semiannual sale now), and a pair of jeans from American Eagle. Those jeans are perfect too. Absolutely perfect. It's impossible for me to find perfect jeans for a reason that will be explained in a later post. I'm going to have to go back for more. We ate at Ruby Tuesday's and Bri took me home. That's not exactly the order that it happened in but...you know...whatever.
I've been neglecting this thing like I've never seen and I seem to have found myself in a dilema.
This will be explained in my next post.
For most of the week I've been on facebook meeting a large amount of freshmen. I send IMs randomly, mostly to people who are going to be in my dorm. For the first time, I IMed someone who is going to be in one of my classes today so yay for me knowing someone in one of my four classes. I joined a group called "I Can't Have Fun Because I'm in Reynolds" because of it's abstinance policy and was appointed "Ho #1" by the guy who runs it (one of the people I met this week). Go me!
Facebook really does make people come together. I got a message from a girl I went to elementary school with because she found me there. I looked at her profile and we're going to be living in the same dorm and not only that but her roommate is one of the girls I friended on facebook. What a small world, eh?
Not a whole lot of things to come. My mom said she'd take me shopping for a new cell phone tomorrow because she's changing her plan to a familyshare and putting me on it. This means a "real phone." I get unlimited nights and weekends, "free" long distance, and I'm sharing 500 anytime minutes with her. Hopefully the service will also be better so I miss less calls and people can actually call the cell phone if they want to, even when I'm home.
I go back to work Monday only to tell them that I plan on leaving soon. I'm probably going to be out either by the end of this month or the first saturday of August. I want at least a week to myself before I leave.
And lastly, and this will be brought up again later, I want to see people before I leave and take pictures so I have something to put on my bullitin bored. I haven't bought one yet but I will and will, thus, need pictures.
So everyone. Spend time with me so that I can point you out and talk about you when I'm making new friends this upcoming year.